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"Please," She whispered, gripping the phone tighter in her paw. "I need to see you."

As her words slipped out of her mouth in a desperate tangle, a soft, gentle voice came through the speaker, soothing her.

"I'm sorry. I wish I could hold you, but I have orders to stay."

Even though his voice was sweet, her heart was aching, and she almost groaned from the thought of having to wait several more months to see him. It had already been three months, and as her eyes began to water, she nodded.

"I know. I just..." She paused, biting her bottom lip, hoping the pain would cause the tears to stop. "I miss you." She whispered, feeling her heart ache. Those were the only words she could get off of her lips before the first tear fell. Sitting down onto the couch, she closed her eyes, trying to take a few calming breaths.

"I miss you too." The voice whispered, almost painfully.

Honestly, she knew that he wanted to see her just as much as she longed to see him, but it was hard to wait. She had been so excited to see him, but it seemed that fate had other plans. Looking down at the long strands of her black hair, she tried not to cry. The snuffles would just get in the way of her trying to speak.

"Dante..." She whispered, gripping the phone tighter in her paw. She was curled on the couch, wearing his favorite Avenged Sevenfold t-shirt that came down to the top of her thighs. It was black with white letters and red designs, and if she focused, she thought that she could make out his scent still lingering in the thread.

"Please, don't cry. I'm not there to wipe your tears away." He whispered back, hearing the sound of her soft sniffling. "Smile for me?" He asked, clutching the phone just as tightly in his rough, overworked paws.

"I'll try." She said back, moving her legs so that they were pressed up against her chest, and she wrapped her other arm around her knees. Looking at the thermostat she could see that it was seventy-five degrees in the room. It was so warm, and yet, she felt chilled. Was it because she was so disheartened?

"I'll be home soon, and when I get home, we can start our family." The wolf whispered in his deep, soothing voice. Just the sound of his voice seemed to calm her, and hearing his words made her lips curl up into a slight smile.

"I'd like that." She said, lifting her left paw to see the ring perched on her finger. It was beautiful with bright sapphires and small diamonds to accent the blue. "Promise you'll come home to me?" She asked, staring at the hardwood floor.

"Promise with all my heart." He replied. "I don't know when I can call again, but write me." There was a long pause, as if he was holding in tears himself, "Please?"

The desperation in the last word made her clench the phone, and she nodded, feeling the tears begin to streak down her cheeks. "I will, every day."

"Thank you love. Could you send me another picture of you too?" He asked, holding the ruffled photo of the beautiful, white feline in his paws. The photo had been torn from being in his pockets so much, and he smiled, running his fingers over the picture as if recalling a memory.

"Of course." She whispered, trying desperately not to let her sobs reach the receiver.

"Thank you Sasha."

Sasha was about to say something, but as she opened her lips, another deep voice came filtering through the speaker. She could barely make out the words. "Bracken...need...come on." Someone was summoning Dante.

"Sasha, I have to go. They need me, but please, write me, and I will call you when I can. I promise." He said sadly, leaning onto the desk he was sitting at in the commander's office.

"Goodbye Dante. I love you." She whispered, wiping her eyes with her paws.

"I love you too Sasha. With all my heart."

With a clicking sound on the other end of the phone, she slowly slipped the phone from her ear. Her paws were shaky, and as she hit the end button, she began to sob. There was no point in holding back anymore. She could let it all out, and as she laid her head onto the soft couch cushions, she curled up, hugging herself and Dante's favorite shirt.

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~2 Months Later~

Walking in through the bar doors, the brown wolf looked from corner to corner, observing the other tables. It was a quiet place for a bar, but there were plenty of people talking and dancing with each other. Seeing his friends, Dante smiled and began walking to them, listening to his heavy work boots pad on the floor.

"There he is!" Cheered a large Doberman, wearing the same tiger-striped camouflage uniform as the others, including Dante.

"You decided to come after all!" Called a Lion, holding up his beer glass.

"Yeah, I decided to come. I needed a drink." Dante said, sitting at the edge of the booth before putting his hat down onto the table.

Lastly, an older bear sat in the corner diagonal from Dante, and he smiled a bit, turning up his large mug to drink the contents inside. "I hear you're heading home tomorrow." The bear said, wiping his mouth with the sleeve of his uniform.

Hearing this, Dante's ears perked up. He was going home tomorrow, but he hadn't been able to talk to Sasha in over two months, and he wondered how she was. Was she okay? He had to admit that a few nightmares had come to him over the past several weeks, but he was trying to ignore them. He hadn't gotten letters from her in the past two weeks, and honestly, it scared him.

"Yes. I am heading home." Dante said, looking at the other men.

"What are you heading back to?" The Doberman asked.

Looking at the canine, Dante smiled a bit. Out of instinct, Dante's fingers moved to his left hand, placing his index finger where his wedding band was supposed to be. He hadn't brought his ring, but it had been for a good reason. One, if he was ever caught, he didn't want the enemy knowing he had a wife. It was for her protection, and secondly, rings were against regulation when working with planes, but he missed that silver band, and the female that came with it.

"I'm heading back to a wife." Dante said, reaching into his front pocket to pull out a small photo.

Looking down, Dante looked at the picture for a moment before handing it to the guys to pass around. It was a picture of Sasha at breakfast, and with a smile, Dante recalled the memory. It was one of his favorite pictures of her, because he had cooked breakfast for her, and she sat in his lap, wearing only one of his t-shirts. It was a simple morning, but it was one that lingered on his heart. It had been perfect. He had wrapped his arms around her and tickled her while she tried to eat, and she had only responded with giggles and a deep kiss.

"Better get your last few rounds of women in now then." The lion said, handing Dante the picture after it had been passed around the table.

"She's beautiful." The bear said, smiling a bit.

"Thank you." Dante whispered, slipping the photo back into his pocket. "It's not like that either. She's my wife, and I wouldn't cheat on her. She gives me everything I could ever want, and I couldn't hurt her like that."

"Well, hope she feels the same way. My girlfriend decided to fuck with my best friend while I was deployed." The Doberman growled, taking another gulp of his drink.

"You should pick a better mate." Dante said with a smile, looking around for a waitress. Making eye contact with a small ferret, he held up his paw, signaling her that he wanted her to come over.

"Hi, what can I get you handsome?" The ferret asked happily, flaunting her tiny skirt that was shorter than the apron tied around her waist and the button up blouse that was completely see through.

"Can I get a captain and coke?" Dante asked, and with a smirk, he pointed to the Doberman. "Put it on his tab."

"Of course." The ferret cheered, walking back to the bar with her tail swaying behind her.

"You're telling me you wouldn't take her? She's obviously up for it, handsome." The lion said, snickering as he put emphasis on the last word.

"No, she's nothing compared to my mate." Dante said sincerely, waiting for his drink.

"Good man." The bear said, finishing off his beer.

After several hours of drinking and laughing, the men said their goodbyes. Dante and the bear were both heading back to the states the next morning, and the others were staying on the base. Walking out, Dante went back to his room, laying down in his bed. He was tired of sleeping alone, and as he closed his eyes, he imagined Sasha, curling to his chest in the same way she always did, laying her head gently on his fur to listen to his heart and wrapping her other paw around his waist.

"I'll see you tomorrow." Dante whispered, moving his arm as if she was there and he could drape it over her wide hips, and as he began to drift off to sleep, he could have sworn her scent tickled his nose.

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It was a long plane ride home, but as the plane finally landed, Dante grabbed his bags and began walking out of the terminal. There were several families there getting ready for vacations, and Dante smiled, seeing a little girl run to catch up with her father to take his paw. All the other soldiers were getting greeted by their families, and as the wolf and bear stepped outside, Dante patted the bear on the shoulder.

"Good luck Lucas." Dante said, giving the bear's shoulder a tight squeeze before they embraced. They had been through a lot together, and as the bear smiled, he nodded.

"Good Luck Dante. Did you tell your wife you're coming home?"

"No," Dante began, throwing his large bag over his shoulder. "I wanted to surprise her."

"I'll see you later Dante." Lucas said with one last shoulder pat. He had seen his ride, and with one last look, Dante caught a glimpse of Lucas embracing another Bear. It must have been his brother, because they looked very similar.

Calling a taxi, Dante threw his bag into the back before climbing into the cab himself. It was a short ride to his house, and as the military base came into view, he smiled, knowing he was home. He had a home on base, and frankly, he was happy that Sasha had been protected while he was gone. The houses flew by, making Dante only become more anxious, and as the taxi stopped in front of an old wooden house, his heart almost jumped out of the car in excitement. There was his car in the driveway. It was a silver Pontiac G8 that he had named after Sasha as a little joke, and she had went along with it. Paying the man, Dante got out, grabbing his bag, and he began walking over the driveway.

Running his fingers over the car, he smiled. It was nice to be home, and as he neared the garage, he could see Sasha's charger. She was home, and that was it for him. Running to the door, he gripped the doorknob, but as he started to turn it, it came open, revealing the white kitten behind the door. Her eyes grew wide. She had been going to get the mail, but as she saw her husband standing on the ledge, she couldn't speak.

Without any words, Dante dropped his bag, reaching out and wrapping his arms around Sasha. He held her tight, leaning down to kiss her lips, and as they kissed, Sasha's breath was taken away. Their lips were pushed together in a passionate embrace, and as Dante pulled back, he put his forehead on hers, taking in her scent.

"Dante..." She whispered, tearing up in joy. She hadn't expected to see him, but she was happy he was there. Her heart didn't ache anymore, and as Dante held her tighter, he nuzzled into her neck, trying not to tear up, but it was too late for Sasha. Tears of joy were already streaking her cheeks.

"I'm here." He whispered, feeling her warmth pressed against his uniform. "I'm home."

Closing her eyes, she listened to the same deep voice that used to filter through the telephone, but now, she could feel his warm breath on her ear as well, and it made her shiver. Goosebumps were all over her skin, and as she nuzzled his neck, she purred for him.

"God, I missed you." Dante said, embracing his love tighter.

Picking her up, he walked into the house, forgetting his bag on the front porch, and he held her tightly, setting her down in the living room before embracing her once more. He wasn't sure he could let go of her, but Sasha didn't seem to mind. She curled up into his uniform, taking in his musk and scent. To her, his brown fur was lighter, and she knew it was because he had been in the sun so much.

"Sasha." Dante began, running his paws over her back and down to her hips.

"Alpha." She whispered back, feeling Dante's claws tug at the fabric of her jeans.

Really, they both didn't have to say anything. They both knew what the other wanted. Leaning down, Dante kissed Sasha's lips once more, holding her close.

"Go upstairs for me?" He whispered, nuzzling into her neck. "You remember what I said don't you?"

"Yes." She whispered back, letting out a soft moan as he nipped her neck. He wanted to start a family.

Smiling, Sasha slowly moved out of Dante's arms and began walking upstairs. Dante just needed to bring in his bag, and as he threw the duffel bag onto the floor, he locked the door, practically running up the stairs to his wife.

When he got to their room, he opened the door and almost moaned from her scent. I was strong, and he knew she had been pawing in their bed a lot since he wasn't there to help. Sniffing the air, he couldn't find even a faint trace of another male's scent, but honestly, he didn't expect to find one.

"First thing's first." Sasha said, walking to Dante as she held up his wedding band. It was silver just like the band on her ring, and he smiled, reaching out his paw. The metal slipped right over his finger to make a snug fit, and Dante murred, flexing his fingers.

"I missed wearing it." He said, looking into her eyes.

Looking down, Dante could see that Sasha was already naked, and as he kissed her once more, he rubbed his hands over her hips and up to her breasts, cupping them in his paws. She was beautiful, and her soft body felt familiar under his rough paws.

"Give me a pup." Sasha whispered, purring as Dante reached up to cup her cheek, tilting her muzzle up for a passionate kiss.

"You have no idea how much I've missed you. You're the only thing that kept me going love. The thought of coming back to you pushed me forward." Dante said as he looked into Sasha's beautiful brown eyes.

"I've missed you too. I worried so much." She said, looking back into his hazel eyes that seemed to glow when he looked at her.

"Are you ready to start a family with me Sasha?" He asked, slowly picking her up in his arms and wrapping her legs around his waist.

Smiling, Sasha looked down at Dante. She was taller now that he was holding her, and she simply nodded, wrapping her arms around his neck in a passionate manner. "I've been ready."

Nodding, Dante laid her down onto the soft covers and moaned a bit as he looked over her. He had only been able to see her in his mind, and obviously, his mind had not given her justice. He could see her wide hips that always drove him crazy and the soft scar of his mating bite still resting on her right shoulder. Her breasts were perky for him as well, and as he slipped his uniform off, he crawled onto the bed.

To please her he was going to start low, and as he got to her knee he began kissing up to tease her, trailing kisses right up to her mid-thigh before he stopped. Knowing it was going to torture her, he kissed higher, making sure to kiss all around her lower lips.

When he could see her wetness, he groaned in anticipation, rubbing his nose over her clit to get some of her juices on his muzzle. There was nothing like her scent. Leaning in, he licked over her, letting his tongue slide over her lips and flick on her clit.

"Oh god!" Sasha moaned out, feeling his attention for the first time in five months.

To help him, she spread her legs wider, giving him more room, and as she did, he took advantage of the space. Reaching up, he used two fingers and slid them into her lower lips. She was soaking wet, but even with the extra lube, he had to use a bit of force to push his two fingers in, and he curled them up, touching every spot that drove her wild.

Once he began fingering her, she moaned, reaching down to teasingly stroke his ears since his nose was still on her clit. Feeling her petting him, he let out a playful growl and rubbed his nose hard over her clit, making her moan louder.

"Dante!" She called out, watching him smile.

"Lay back." He said gently, pulling her forward with his paws and pushing her legs as far wide as they would go.

Leaning down, he slipped his tongue inside of her, making her gasp from the feeling of him licking her inner walls. Of course, it was passionate, but she could feel her body aching with need for him. His tongue was just torture, and as Dante licked every inch of her, she reached down, rubbing his hair.

"Dante, I'm going to finish if you don't stop." She whispered, feeling her walls already starting to tighten.

Honestly, there was no way she could last much longer. She was too pent up, and the feeling of him touching her was driving pushing her over the edge.

"You're right." He whispered, pulling back gently. "I want to be sweet with you."

Smiling, he crawled up, gently resting some of his weight on her chest before leaning down to kiss her lips gently. It was a passionate kiss, and Sasha could taste herself on his tongue. Slowly, he reached down, lifting her legs. Knowing what he wanted, Sasha wrapped her legs around his waist, letting his hips get close with hers.

"I love you." He said quietly, angling himself against her.

Smiling, she looked up into his eyes, moving her paws to hold onto his large arms that were by her head. With her paws holding his upper arms, Dante pushed forward, letting the head of his member slowly slide into her, stretching her out. There was an instant reaction from her as she began to moan, and her paws tightened on his arms in pleasure.

"Does that feel good?" He asked, pushing deeper until their hips connected.

"Yes!" Sasha purred out, smiling happily. "How does it feel for you?"

With a playful growl, Dante leaned down, nuzzling into her neck and replied in a deep, dominating voice. "You feel amazing. I shouldn't have waited so long to breed you."

The sound of his voice made Sasha shiver, and as she held onto him tighter, she moaned, feeling him press against her cervix, threatening to push right into her womb. Feeling him so deep inside of her sent chills through her whole body, making her nipples become hard in excitement.

"Dante..." She whispered, gripping his arms in pleasure.

Smiling, Dante leaned down, kissing her neck deeply as he began to move his hips, pushing himself deep inside of her. Gripping her thighs gently with his paws, he pulled her legs up higher, letting him get a deeper, better angle. Hearing Sasha gasp, he knew he was hitting her g-spot as well as her cervix, and he smiled, going a bit harder to hear her moan for him. There was no better sound in the world, and as she started to get loud, he leaned down, kissing her deeply to muffle her squeals. He didn't need the cops called on his first night back. Maybe on the second, he thought with a mischievous smile.

They weren't just mating; it was more passionate than that. The way his fur rubbed against hers made static tingles dance over her fur, and she could feel his warm breath on her neck as he panted, making her moaned as his hips pushed against hers. Everything was perfect, and as Dante began to thrust himself a bit harder, Sasha gasped, gripping his back with her claws. She never realized how hard she was gripping until after mating, and as her claws rubbed against Dante's back, he moaned out, thrusting hard into his love.

"I love you baby girl." He whispered, leaning in to kiss her lips.

Kissing deeply, Sasha moaned into her husband's kisses, feeling her chest and legs begin to shake as she neared what could possibly be the biggest climax she had ever had.

"I l-love you too." She whispered, trying to control the shivers going through her legs.

As if her lower lips weren't sore enough, he began thrusting harder, forcing himself against her back wall and trying to force himself into her womb. With a few hard thrusts, her weak cervix gave way, and she gasped, arching her back and moaning out in bliss as his member slid into her womb.

With one last thrust, Dante forced his knot into her, feeling it slowly stretch out her lower lips until it popped inside. Sasha reacted with a hard orgasm, feeling her walls tighten around the knot harder as her whole body began to pulse with pleasure. Her juices began to flow from her lower lips, and she gripped his back, curling her toes in bliss. As if responding to Sasha's tightened lower lips, Dante leaned down and forcefully nuzzled her neck, sinking his teeth into her flesh. He was giving her a long overdue mating bite, and as Sasha panted with pleasure, Dante finished, flooding her womb with his hot cum.

Honestly, Sasha had never felt so much cum. Dante came for minutes straight, and she shivered, feeling her stomach become swollen. It was almost like she was already pregnant with a baby bump, and Dante smirked, leaning down to kiss Sasha on the lips. It was passionate, but they were both still panting hard. Rolling over, Dante let Sasha lay on top of his chest, and he gently stroked her head, using his other paw to hold her back.

"Welcome home." She whispered, slowly leaning down to nuzzle into her husband's neck. She had missed laying on him like this, and as her ear rested on his chest fur, she could make out the soft beating of his heart. It was a peaceful sound.

"Glad to be home." Dante whispered, stroking his mate's back gently. "You're my world Sasha."

Leaning up a few inches, Sasha smiled down at Dante, and she reached up, stroking his cheek with her right paw.

"You are mine too."

That was all they needed to say, and as Sasha laid back down onto Dante's chest, she fell asleep, feeling safe in the comfort of his arms and scent, but Dante stayed awake, feeling himself still tied with his wife. Tilting his head, he reached up, gently pushing a strand of Sasha's hair out of her face, and he smiled, watching her, the one who kept him alive, sleep peacefully.

"You'll make a great mother." He whispered, smiling to himself, and as he held his love, he closed his eyes, imagining Sasha with child.